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Good Evening, God! I’m toward the end of my Second Instructional Illness — I hope. It was several months ago when I “heard” You say, “You can stay home on Tuesdays and Fridays or you can have a series of…

Good Morning, God! I first remember learning that SIZE doesn’t matter in Madeleine L’Engle’s book, A Wind in the Door. This photo is of a rather small bloom on a dwarf poinciana tree. But, just look at its beauty! If…

Good Day, God! And it IS a Good Day! That’s because my wonderful husband, Kit, decided — without my iurging — that he still wasn’t over his virus and that it would be smart not to run this year’s Boston…

In a way, God, we all live in “Gated Communities” where we live lives voluntarily constrained and limited. If we were contained by the Ten Commandments and the Golden Rule that might be one thing. But, as for me, I seem to be constrained mostly by low expectations — I like to call it sloth — but, it’s more that I lack vision as to what LIFE can be.

For nine years my mom became, a major focus — and for Kit, too, as he visited her almost as much as I did. At first, the loss of my mom, a beloved focal point, was disorienting. My Center was missing. Bad enough to be grieving, God, without feeling aimless.

Hmm. Now that I stop and ponder what I just said, God, I realize that the real idea here is not so much the idea of seeing my life as tweakable — but rather 1) knowing what I really want and then 2) feeling comfortable about arranging things so as to get what I want.

The week I heard, from inside myself, “In your heart are many mansions.” That was totally unexpected. But, I sat with that thought and slowly realized two things: 1) my Heart is much bigger than I realized, and 2) I have walled most of it off with a “Berlin Wall” to protect myself from painful feelings.